Smut

Bueno, este es mi primer texto literario gestado y parido en inglés. Se que es exclusivista postearlo en versión original, porque os vais a enterar cuatro de lo que dice, pero bueno. De todas formas, es mi primer relato de realismo SUCIO, así que no creo que lo encontréis agradable... En fin, voilà!

The computer's light was shining against her face, making it glow ghostly. She moved her hand, guiding the mouse's cursor. She clicked on the colorful bright letters and waited for the site to appear.It was full of porn adds. She could almost see the viruses entering on her computer, fed by lust, morbid desire and that special smell of sweat and semen.
She wrote her nickname slowly, as if she wanted to palate every sillable. S-LUT-777-WHORE. A dozen of windows appeared on the screen. As she had been expecting.
She chose the most vulgar nick. It was one of those that gave the precised information : hugecock46. She knew that, one, he was a middle-aged man; two, his dick was miserable; three, that he was ugly, or fat, or merely dumb. The perfect target.She started to write, answering his greetings.

SLUT777WHORE hello, tiger.
hugecock46 wanna play?
SLUT777WHORE Depending of what kind of game you are thinking about
hugecock46 haha. You are a little dirty slut, aren't you?
SLUT777WHORE you're right, sweetie. I'm a total whore.
hugecock46 what are you gonna do first?
SLUT777WHORE I'm already doing it
hugecock46 what
SLUT777WHORE I'm sucking you off
hugecock46 yeah, that's right. Do you like it?
SLUT777WHORE yes

It was better when they had bad manners. In those cases, she used her better language, just to make theirs look worse.

SLUT777WHORE oh, honey, I'm not sure about this
hugecock46 hey, don't piss me off, why?
SLUT777WHORE It's just... too big, I'm afraid.
hugecock46 hehe, I bet it is. Suck it.
SLUT777WHORE Okey.

Dealing with him was easy as pie. She did the usual stuff, and waited for him to come. She fancied about his face, his convulsions, his distorted features. He was probably taking his sweet time to clean the mess, and to breath properly. Maybe he was lighting up a cigarrette.

hugecock46 hey, honey
SLUT777WHORE tell me, baby
hugecock46 that was great
SLUT777WHORE why, thank you.

And now, she thought, now silence. Three minutes passed, and he was still quiet as a stone.

hugecock46 I think we should make it real

She read his text, bright black on the white screen. She smiled.

SLUT777WHORE You just read my mind
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She left the computer and went to the bathroom. She watched her reflection on the mirror.
She was a slim, red haired woman, with wide green eyes. Her locks were short and shiny. The pale skin had plenty of zits and red marks. Her jaw-line was too hard to be feminine. Her chest was flat and a huge scar crossed her belly from side to side.
A long, painful sigh went through her lips. She took off her t-shirt and change into a stripped one. She smelled her armpits, satisfied with the result of the exam.
The bus-stop was full of junkies and prostitutes. It was normal, as it was 4 am. The night bus came and she took it. After twenty minutes, she arrived at an old and dirty street, almost empty, except for two drunks who were sleeping in a matress as stained as themselves. He lived in number 23, second floor. She went up the stairs and knocked the door.
He was tall, fat and ugly as hell. His skin was a reddish shade of purple, and he had a three days stub over his flaccid cheeks. His lips were wet, and one of his teeth was permanently chewing on them.
"Who are you? " he said. His voice was strong and a bit hoarse.
"Slut777whore"
His face was a poem. She forced her way into the apartment, with her thumbs hooked into her pockets. She walked in a boyish way.
"Nice house"
"Don't fuck with me"
She turned her head and smirked at him.
"I thought that's the reason why I'm here"
"Bullshit. You were supposed to be a man!!"
Silence, again. The smirk dissappeared.
"I can do it as well as a boy"
"That's not the point. I don't want a cunt"
She walked up to him and grabbed at his dirty shirt.
"Try me. If I could make you cum on the internet, I can make it now"
"Get off!" he screamed, and hit her with a hand like a hammer. She fell to the rug and went still, touching her cheek with soft fingers.
"Maybe he slapped me with the same hand that grabbed his cock before..." she thought.
He walked nervously around her, murmuring random phrases.
Her body was very thin. Maybe she was unconcious. Maybe she was dead...
"Hey, are you alright?" he asked. She nodded, but said nothing. Her short locks were stroking her masculine jaw-line. The sharp angles on her shoulders and hips looked almost boyish. She had a flat but firm ass, and her boobs were practicaly inexistent.
He kneeled next to her and touched her back. Her spine was perfectly defined under the t-shirt fabric. The muscles were hard and flexible, cat-like.
"About your proposal..." his thick and strong fingers grabbed her bottom "Maybe you could do a nice job"
She stood up and took off her jeans. She kneeled in front of him, hiding her absence of penis with her thighs. He licked her asshole and slapped her buttock. She panted, suddenly excited. She was becoming wet.
Wet like his lips.
Wet like his tonge inserted on her anus.
He abandoned his manipulations and unzipped his pants. She felt the hot and sticky surface of his cock touching her crack. She knew what came next. She spread her legs, giving more room for what was about to happen. The hardness of his member injured her insides, but she remained silent. Soon, the slamming movement gave her the seeked pleasure. She sacrificed her balance and began stroking herself. Her scream was heard a few seconds before. He shuddered and came, suffocating his moans with her t-shirt.
"Get out of here" he said, his voice hoarser than usual.
She buttoned up her jeans and ran outside.
The cold air of dawn cleared her mind. She breathed deeply and felt her whole body getting tense before she vomited. The smell was unbearable. She ran away, zig-zagging. Her steps were clumsy.
Her mouth was stained with barf.
Her ass was stained with semen.
And she welcomed the rising sun with her face stained with tears.